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Friday, November 26, 2004

What a Singleton Needs...

Well, other than a dashing, suave, non-psychotic, non-alcoholic, non-workaholic knight in shining armour (did i mention handsome? rich? right, add that in), what a singleton needs in her sad, lonesome life are:

1. Lots of cigarettes
2. Lots of booze
3. Lots of food (only the high calorie ones thank you)
4. 3 friends to smoke, booze and eat with
5. A Diary

Alright, alright. I forgot to mention that the above is only applicable to a certain Ms Jones living in a faraway land where people say arse instead of ass.

So, for the rest of us who do not want to end up overweight and cancer-stricken, I say, if you're not happy being single (and there's no reason why you should, by the way), get a pet.

Before you call the SPCA and report me for blatantly promoting a mass purchase of household cuddlies (in other words, pets) , let me warn you that this is a definite NO-NO for the commitment-phobes.

Having had terrapins, fishes, dogs and now a hamster, I can tell you that having a pet does make a wonderful difference in one's life. At the end of a lousy day, the thought of seeing my pet look at me with those bright, eager eyes is enough to make me skip home happily like a schoolgirl. Knowing that my pet is dependent on me for food, shelter and love gives me a sense of responsibility and self-worth. Finally I feel like I'm needed.

Of course, pets return you the favour by loving you unconditionally, keeping you company on lonely nights and basically by adding joy and meaning to your life.

Still not convinced?

It's been medically proven that stroking a pet lowers one's blood pressure and relieves tension.

See, even the doctors have given the green light.

P/S: I'm single and I do have a pet - but that doesn't mean that any guy meeting the above requirements (in the first para) has to make a detour. I'm still available. Leave me a note on my tagboard.


[Time of Confession] 9:15 PM
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